It’s happened. I didn’t know if it would.

I’ve been trying to be a naughty little worker ant and using every technique I have been taught by Shawna, the work slack master, to give myself the internet… to no avail. They are not dumb enough at this office to a) not have the internet password protected and b) use dummy passwords. The internet access here is a veritable Fort Knox.

So I have been able to write, the thing I like to do most in place of working at jobs, but I haven’t been able to surf, which sucks, because I use the internet for research and fact verification when I am writing, and also to, say for instance, post  my blogs. But, alas, I was having to make do without.

Then, suddenly, out of the mist… er… from around the cubicle wall rather came an angel… er… a chic from the IT department. She said that she just needed to set something up for me real quick, kneeled by my keyboard and proceeded to give me internet access. Then she looked at me, said “Shhh” and winked. How awesome is that?

Bless the IT chic who encourages my bad behavior.